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Well we took our time
and we took our picks and axes
We would ride across the prairie
with our wagons and our team
to the gold dust in the stream
to the mountain of our dream

Well we took our wives
and we took our sons and daughters
From the land of sky blue waters
with the ever flowing fountain
to the gold dust in the stream
to the mountain of our dream

Digging deep down
in the heart of the vein
a major and a miner
One chose to go
the other would remain
No pot of gold, no silver liner

Now the road was steep
and the trail was rough and rocky
And you had to keep your head up
riding down that twisted switchback
where the nights were cold and pitch black
with a pick and ax and backpack

When the tale is told
and the songs have all been written
May they echo through the canyon
through the hills and through the valleys
to the river to the sea
from the mountain of our dream

Digging deep down …

From the mountain of our dream,
to the fools gold in the stream
From the misty, magic mountain,
To the stream in to the sea
Through the hills and through the valleys
To the river to the sea

©2021 Boz Metzdorf

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Tommy Wiggins Nashville, Tennessee

Nashville’s Tommy Wiggins began writing songs by kerosene lamp in a Rocky Mountain cabin. He’s been writing, recording and performing his own funky blend of folky, bluesy, country-funk ever since. Tommy recently bought a camper van and is writing songs along the road. New album in 2022 - "When My Brain Goes On Vacation." When your brain goes on vactation, where do YOU go? ... more

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